David Keig Poems

When Hitler came to breakfast
He just sat quietly there
With that silly little moustache
And that dark and greasy hair.
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Slowly we touched
quickly we parted
our desire was great
but then i farted.
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She asked me if I had the time
To see her lounge-room Elvis shrine
In her 30's – kinda cute
We drove to her place in my ute
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I remember so well those first cries
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As I grow older I can see
Some things with greater clarity
As I grow greyer day by day
There’s some things that won’t go away
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I'd like to age disgracefully
And do all the things i like
Like eating biscuits while in bed
And riding naked on my bike
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I spoke to Modrian this evening
He'd just bought some Lego bricks
He really was excited
He'd found how business ticks
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With tears i write this haltingly
i cannot see i cannot breathe
while those that are born of my seed
are far from me.
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Our love is like a melody
Played badly out of tune
Our love is like those plants we bought
That never seem to bloom
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Come lay down close beside me now
And let me share your fears
Let us find comfort in the closeness
Of simply being near.
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